Chapter 2561 Changing Fate Against Heaven (5)

"Xiao Moli, Xiao Moli."

An Ziqi suddenly woke up from her dream, screaming in horror and sitting up from her seat.

My mind was filled with the scene in my dream, "Blood, blood, no need."

He screamed in fear and shrank back desperately, his eyes empty.

When Xiao Moli heard it, she immediately guessed that she probably had a nightmare about that story because she heard the story about the senior host on the mountain.

Seeing her frightened look at this moment made me feel extremely distressed.

He only wished that he could not drive away her nightmare, so he held her cheeks in his hands and forced her to look at him.

"An'an, don't be afraid. It's me. Look at me. I'm Xiao Moli. No blood, nothing."

An Ziqi's empty eyes finally focused and saw the familiar face in front of her.

Her eyes turned red and she threw herself into Xiao Moli's arms.

"Mo Li, I'm so scared."

Xiao Moli hugged her tightly and kept kissing her forehead to comfort her, "Don't be afraid, I'm here, I'm here."

The car was still driving on the bumpy road in the mountains.

Outside the car window, dark clouds shrouded the sky, the sky was dark, there was a roar, lightning and thunder.

The pouring rain fell from the sky instantly and hit the car.

The scene in the dream flashed through her mind again, as if she had returned to the scene in the dream again.

There were bloodstains and killed people everywhere. Under the blood rain from the sky, the whole world turned into a sea of ​​blood.

An Ziqi huddled in Xiao Moli's arms, clutching her clothes tightly and burying her little face in his chest.

With the lightning and thunder outside, my body couldn't help but tremble.

Xiao Moli hugged her and gently coaxed her in her ear, "Be good, don't be afraid. There is no blood. It was just a dream. You just had a nightmare. Now you are in my arms. Don't be afraid. It's okay. It's okay." ”

With his comfort, An Ziqi's mood finally stabilized.

However, her weak body still shrank in his arms, tightly holding onto the corner of his clothes and not daring to let go.

"Mo Li."

"Yeah, I'm here."

Xiao Moli lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead.

"I dreamed about the scene where Jing Yu and the others were killed. There was blood everywhere. She was not dead yet. She grabbed my ankle, looked at me and begged me for help, but there was nothing I could do."

"I couldn't save her, I could only watch her die, watching her die with no eyes open. The whole village was full of blood, full of dead people. Even the rain from the sky was full of blood, and it kept falling on me. I had nowhere to go. Can escape."

An Ziqi spoke tremblingly, her voice full of pain.

Xiao Moli held her on his lap and held her trembling body tightly.

He raised his hand to hold her little face, "Be good, look at me."

An Ziqi's long eyelashes trembled and she slowly raised her eyes. Her eyes, which were usually full of stars and smiles, were now filled with fear.

Xiao Moli couldn't help feeling distressed, "It was just a dream. Now I have woken up from the dream and you are by my side."

"Their deaths have nothing to do with you. You don't need to blame yourself. Even if someone has to take responsibility, it's not you. I will find out what happened back then and give them an explanation."

"Don't be afraid, don't think about anything. I just want you to think about me, Ning Ning and Xiao Ai. I will take you home and let's go home."

An Ziqi looked at him steadily for a while, then nodded, put her arms around his neck, and retracted into his arms.